Quadruple split

Game time AM12:31

Academy City Outer Ring District, [Issac Military Academy] Laboratory Building Top Floor, Comprehensive Office Area

"Huh, they all ran to the cafeteria..."

Professor Labinsky Cliff, who had just finished climbing the stairs, smacked his lips, panted and walked to his desk in the corner and sat down. He took out a lunch box from the storage space bag and muttered: " Tsk tsk, luckily this old man like us has the self-awareness to prepare lunch early, otherwise we would either go hungry or be squeezed to pieces."

He looked at the few steaks, a pot of fruit wine and two other side dishes that were not high in nutrients but were delicious in front of him. He smiled proudly, picked up his knife and fork and prepared to eat——

As a result, at this moment, a hand suddenly and silently appeared on Professor Cliff's shoulder, and patted the old man twice before he started eating.

"Hey mom!"

Professor Cliff, who thought he was alone in the entire office area, shivered violently. The delicate personal fork slipped from his fingers and made a crisp impact with the lunch box.

He turned around and saw a man about thirty years old with sparse stubble looking at him with a smile. He was stunned at that time.

Although he is old, the old professor has always maintained a good body. He can swear that when he walked into the office area just now, there was absolutely no one in it!

So the young man in front of him who looked suspicious in a white robe and a bandage around his neck definitely didn't come in through the regular way.

Of course, in the world view of Innocence, this kind of thing will not scare Cliff into confusion. As he said to himself just now, Labinsky Cliff is a very self-aware person. He is a person, so he knows very well that there are not many things that he, who is only at the middle level in strength, cannot notice. Any thief who can use his aura mask to sneak around can wipe his neck without anyone noticing.

Although this guy who looks like a bard actually doesn't look like a thief.

"Hello, young man."

After quickly calming down, Professor Cliff put down his knife and smiled at the uninvited guest behind him: "What do you want from me?"

"Hello, Professor Labinsky Cliff."

The man who was not young also laughed and said with a smile: "I, Beo Lucanus, an unknown bard, although I don't want to disturb your meal, the lively and interesting public class just now was really exciting. I have benefited a lot. To be honest, if more people like you changed careers and became bards, I am afraid that people like me would have starved to death in the first few years of entering the industry."

Cliff chuckled, shook his head and said: "Humility is a precious quality, Mr. Lucanus, but it's really hard for me to believe that a craftsman like you can't get food. Do you want some fried shrimp?"

Obviously, what he called 'craftsman' was referring to the fact that the other party could appear behind him silently.

"Unfortunately, my current condition is not suitable for eating, although the fried shrimp is indeed delicious."

Beo pointed to the bandage on his neck and said with some helplessness: "To be honest, since I almost had my esophagus cut open, I haven't been able to eat a good meal for several days. "

Cliff chuckled and picked up the tableware again: "So, would you mind waiting a little? To be honest, I'm starving."

"certainly."

Beo nodded slightly, removed his right hand from Cliff's shoulder, and chuckled pointedly: "By the way, you don't need to worry about anyone coming back to this place during this period, so It doesn’t matter if you eat a little slower.”

Cliff was stunned for a moment, shook his head with a wry smile, and then began to eat slowly. He ate very seriously, both in the order of the dishes and in the portion of each mouthful of rice. The whole meal process was called " Pleasing to the eyes'.

And Beo just leaned against the window motionless, closing his eyes as if he was sleeping, and waited patiently for Cliff for a full twenty minutes.

Finally, after elegantly finishing the last mouthful of vegetable sweet soup, the old professor put away the lunch box with satisfaction, then turned to Beo and nodded: "I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long."

"It doesn't matter. After I temporarily got rid of the food and clothing crisis, my concept of time has become much weaker."

Beo opened his eyes and smiled warmly: "So you don't need to be sorry at all."

Professor Cliff looked at Beo with emotion and said softly: "There are really fewer and fewer polite young people like you."

Beo didn't say anything, just kept a reserved and decent smile.

"When I don't have classes, I like to take a nap after lunch."

Cliff stood up, walked to the sink and washed the lunch box and said, "So, um, do you understand what I mean?"

Beo scratched his hair and shrugged: "Well, if you want, of course I can wait..."

"It won't be painful, right?"

Cliff suddenly interrupted Beo and asked without looking back.

"Uh...sorry."

Beo blinked and asked curiously: "What did you say?"

"I said, it won't be painful, right?"

After putting the cleaned lunch box into the space bag, Cliff slowly walked back to the table and sat down again, looking at Beo with a very serious expression: "I feel ashamed to say it, but actually I have been very afraid since I was a child. It hurts, so if you could help me walk faster, young man, it would be a big help.”

Beo twitched his lips: "This..."

"Also, my family doesn't know about those dangerous things. I hope you can let them go. In exchange, this storage space bag has a mezzanine. You can find the news you want from inside without doubting the content. To be honest, I am actually a very selfish person, and I care more about my family than those great careers."

Cliff did not go to see Beo, but said to himself: "But please don't have high expectations for me. After all, I am just an ordinary professor at an ordinary college in Academy City. Although There is no distinction between 'comrades' and 'comrades', but the information I have access to is really not much, I hope you can believe me."

Beo shrugged, then sighed softly, gesturing with his eyes for Cliff to continue.

"The information in the mezzanine can be handed over to you, but other insignificant things I hope to leave to my wife and daughter. They are both very sentimental people and will like those gadgets."

Cliff held his space bag and said softly: "Ah, there is also a diary in the mezzanine. It contains some contents that I wrote after I knew that I had a hidden disease and I was afraid that I was running out of time. Leave it to the family, and the reason it was written was to prevent that from happening.”

Beo continued: "So..."

"So, I hope I can die naturally, preferably in a way where I die suddenly while sleeping."

Cliff continued naturally and said calmly: "I can see that Beo, you are a very gentle young man. Of course, maybe you are older than my grandfather. After all, you guys It’s not strange what happens to the agent, but I still hope that you...you...can fulfill these rude wishes of mine."

"Um."

Beo nodded, spread his hands and said: "Although I do have the ability to fulfill your wish, and I don't mind doing so, Professor Cliff..."

"Thank you, you're a good person."

"Do you really want to die here?"

"Of course I have no choice, right?"

"But I am not the 'agent' you have been waiting for."

"Um?"

Cliff's eyes suddenly widened and he made an unseemly sound: "Huh???"

"Literally, Professor Cliff."

Beo looked at the respected old professor in front of him with a smile, and said briskly: "Obviously, as the Sun Dynasty...I'm sorry, you, a remnant of the Sun Dynasty, have some misunderstandings about me."

Labinsky Cliff was stunned for half a minute, then he jumped up from the chair like a shocked seal, his eyes widened in shock and he said: "Misunderstanding!?"

"Yes, it's just a misunderstanding."

Beo nodded, spread his hands and said: "I think you have been worried all these years, afraid that you will be picked out by the terrifying Tianzhu Mountain, afraid that you will lose your comfortable life, afraid that... you will be taken away from you on any day. Walk life.”

At this point, Professor Cliff's expression had completely relaxed, and he fell back on the chair as if his strength had been drained away. His face turned pale and he twitched the corners of his mouth: "Ha...hahaha...this is really..."

"It's a lesson, Professor Cliff. A wonderful lesson."

Beo lightly interrupted the old man's emotion and raised his eyebrows: "To be honest, although you look free and easy, you work a little too hard at your job... Haha, you should know what I mean. It's your 'job', but even if Isaac Comprehensive Academy is not famous, its influence is difficult to gain in the context of Academy City. Your tendency in the process of imparting knowledge is still too obvious."

After experiencing the biggest setback in his life in just a few minutes, Cliff, who was in extremely complicated mood, took a deep breath and nodded slowly: "Maybe you are right, young man, but I..."

"You are far from being as free and easy as you understand. Your fear of death cannot deceive others."

Beo shook his head, his tone soft and convincing: "Just a suggestion, dear Professor Cliff, if you really cherish this comfortable life now, then try to be more 'comfortable' in the days to come. You should know what I mean.”

Professor Cliff raised his right hand, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, stared at Beo's clear and soft eyes, but without any emotion except clarity and softness, and asked word by word: "Who are you exactly?"

"Personally, I feel that I am first of all a bard, a spectator, an insignificant bystander, and the singer of stories, but I am afraid this answer will not satisfy you."

Beo tapped his forehead in some trouble, then breathed a sigh of relief and said helplessly: "So, you can understand that I am a... uh, how should I say, a big shot?"

Cliff twisted his fingers uneasily and murmured in a low voice: "Big shot..."

"Yeah, big shot."

Beo smiled self-deprecatingly and subconsciously touched his dark purple bracelet engraved with a harp: "I belong to a company whose name cannot be stated, whose nature cannot be stated, whose purpose cannot be stated, whose members cannot be stated... To put it simply, It is an organization that has no comment at all, and will occasionally carry out some unclear, meaningless, and no comment tasks."

Cliff opened his mouth in confusion. It was obvious that he didn't understand, but he was greatly shocked.

"Well, let's get down to business."

Beo sighed and said without energy: "Although I prefer a more relaxed conversation atmosphere, but... well, Professor Labinsky Cliff, let me just say it directly. I hope you are answering this question." Stay vigilant for a long time after coming down, be vigilant enough and necessary.”

Cliff narrowed his eyes and asked tentatively: "Are you talking about...us?"

"That's right, you guys."

Beo nodded and said seriously: "You and your comrades, to be more clear, are all those who are still active in this world and are looking forward to the restoration of the Sun Dynasty."

Cliff pursed his lips and whispered: "I think I understand what you mean, but we have been..."

"Have you always been careful to hide yourself?"

Beo interrupted the other party with a sneer, and said calmly: "That's not enough, my dear professor, that's far from enough. I know very well that you have been covering up your existence, for fear that one day you will be beaten by those walking in the world in Tianzhu Mountain. The agents noticed the clues and thought they were doing a pretty good job."

Cliff's expression was a little gloomy: "But in fact, that's not the case?"

"It can't be said that. First of all, you did a good job in the first one hundred years. You were cautious, you were all soldiers, you were loud and clear, and you completely integrated yourself into every corner of history without leaving a trace. "

Beo first gave a cheap compliment, and then changed the topic: "However, it is precisely because you have been hiding so smoothly that in the past few hundred years, except for a few people who are still conscientious and still vigilant, most of the remnants of the Sun Dynasty have ...For example, you, Professor Cliff, you have already relaxed. Just imagine what if the passerby who happened to hear your lecture today was not Beo Lucanus, but a representative of Tianzhu Mountain. ?”

Cliff tugged at the corner of his mouth with difficulty and said in as brisk a tone as possible: "Then I'm afraid I've turned into a corpse now."

"No, you'll still be fine and you won't even know you've been discovered."

"What?!"

"Isn't my hint obvious enough? Professor, you don't really think that... that insurmountable mountain has ever regarded you as a threat, do you?"

Chapter 1,194: End